My Beloved

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The most important person in my life was my grandmother. My grandmother shaped and molded the person whom I am today. She was the pillar of strength that held our family together. She demonstrated unconditional love. She demonstrated unselfishness, honor, integrity. As a youth she was my mother figure. My grandmother was by far the most influential person whom I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. Friday May 24, 1929 was the day in which my beloved grandmother was born in the Santiago, Republica Domincana. My grandmother was one of 8 children then. The youngest of all. She was born to a native Tainao Indian woman, and a Spaniard man. My grandmother came to the United stated in the early 70s. She became a citizen when I was approximately 5 years old. She was one of the first Hispanic women at the time to go to school and become a Minister for Pentecostal Church. I often asked my grandmother of stories of her youth, and she most often disregarded my questions with statements of hurtful memories that she had held deep within her. I was often very confused as to why and sometimes pushed the envelope, wanting her to open up and share her history however, she would raise her right eyebrow at me and I knew to shut up or else I was about to get smacked upside my head. It wasn’t until I was a young adult that I had the courage to become a little more persistent in knowing more of her family history. I often explained to her that it was of great importance to me so that I could gain a better perception of my ancestors, with all that said she was still hesitant on any history of her past. I finally decided that if it was that hurtful for her to conjure up memories than it was best left in the past. The first person whom ever held me at birth was my grandmother. She was right there in the delivery room waiting for my arrival. The bond that developed with my grandmother and I must have been instantaneously. I called my grandmother MAMA as a child and even long after as...
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